Take the 10 Page #2

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let the tears flow...

What are you talking about?

Word got out. Everyone's talking about

how Brooke broke up with you.

Let me tell you something.

I have no problem taking

your sloppy seconds.

As a matter of fact,

I prefer your sloppy seconds.

It's like your stamp of approval

on the p*ssy.

This is how you come at me

this early in the morning, Greg?

Why don't you ask about

my grandma's dementia?

[speaking in Portuguese]

[Chris]

F***ing Greg and his ginger shots.

[speaks in Portuguese]

I'm going with or without you.

I freaking hate this place.

Rich people judging me all the time.

Greg and his stupid Cool Runnings hat.

There won't be concerts like this

in Brazil.

- There'll be concerts like this in Brazil.

- Rock the Bells?

No, but clearly you haven't

heard the funky sounds

of Jorge Ben Jor.

- [music playing over cell phone]

- Huh?

I don't mean for this to sound racist,

but that music is killing me.

Why? It's great. This is fantastic music.

Have you seen Brazilian women dance?

Yeah. "Brazilian"

is my favorite porn search word

before "drunk" and "amateur."

I don't know what it is about amateur.

I like it. It's more authentic.

- Sell me something with integrity.

- Hundred percent.

We'll have all the time in the world

to talk about porn preference

and samba to salsa music.

It's in the IE, man.

That's like three hours away.

Please. I need this.

I will pack after the concert,

and we will take the first flight

in the morning.

- Come on. I'll even get us real tickets.

- You pack before the concert,

and we leave first thing tomorrow morning.

You got it?

- My word is my bond.

- All right.

- You. Danny wants to see you.

- Why?

He's nervous about

that divisional manager guy stopping by.

- Damn it. Thanks.

- [Chris] Yo, check this out.

Look, look. "Wuz really hood? Two VIP tix",

three hundo, far form the crowd."

I think he meant "from."

Would you pay me $300

if I performed sexual favors on your body?

No one would.

[knocking on door]

Come in. Come in.

Brooke said you wanted to see me?

Come in, come in.

Stop standing in the door

like a f***ing weirdo.

Get in here. Shut the door.

I got something I wanna talk to you about.

Hey, you remember

that incident a couple of months ago

involving a stolen shipment

from one of our trucks?

Trucks? I don't...

I don't know what you're talking about.

You didn't think I was gonna find out,

did you?

You're carrying a lot of dead weight.

That f***ing friend of yours, Chris?

He's a bum. Which makes you an idiot,

for being friends with him.

Know what he did? He took all that stuff,

he sold it to Organix for...

How much did he tell you he sold it for,

$3,000? What a great deal.

Wrong.

He sold it to Organix for 5 grand.

He kept an extra two grand for himself,

man.

Stings, right?

Your bestie. He f***ing stole from you.

You don't even f***ing know it.

What do you want?

You owe $5,000 to the store

for food you stole.

- I don't have that kind of money.

- Then you and Chris are fired.

And believe me, I will press charges.

You ever do any time in general pop?

They eat kids like you for breakfast.

So, add that, add your bail,

your lawyer fees,

you getting sodomized in prison every day.

I can call the prosecutor's office.

- I know someone...

- No, no, no. Please.

I'm selling my car in half an hour.

That's $2,500.

It's yours. That's all I've got.

All right, that'll do in the meantime.

- Can I go now?

- You may go now.

I'm f***ing crazy, bro.

Man, I don't play like that, Johnny.

Know what I'm saying? I go f***ing crazy.

You know, sidekick, bit...

What's good, man? Did you get in trouble?

- We gotta go. Meet me at LAX at 3 p.m.

- What about the concert?

F*** it. Danny knows about Organix.

He's gonna go to the police.

- What are you talking about?

- Go home, pack, and get your passport.

We'll fly standby if we have to,

but we leave today.

- But I don't have a ride. Sh*t.

- Cover my register!

[cell phone ringing]

Maloney's my name. Talk to me.

# Dirty ghetto kids #

# Look at what we did #

# Hustled from the crib

We can... a bigger place to live #

# Newest to the sh*t

Always been the truest to the sh*t #

# We said we weren't in

Now turn around and look at what we did #

# Look at what we did #

# Yeah, look at what we did

Look at what we did #

# Look at what we did

Look at what we did #

# Look at what we did

Look at what we did #

# I thought my life was bad

No... #

# Appreciate what you have #

Sh*t.

- Chester, my friend.

- Yeah.

- Hey.

- I'm Carlo.

Oh, hey, Carlo. How's it going?

I'm always, uh, so nervous

to sell stuff on Craigslist,

'cause there's a bunch of weirdos,

but you look totally normal.

Right, there's a lot of weirdos online

trying to take advantage of you.

- Yes.

- You gotta be careful.

- Right.

- Well...

- So, this is it, huh?

- Yeah, yeah.

- I like the way she looks.

- [chuckles]

Like a 45-year-old mom,

- waiting to get f***ed.

- I have no idea what that means.

I got a flight to catch

in a couple hours.

- Do you mind if we speed this up?

- It's okay to test drive?

Just to see everything's okay?

Yeah, of course, please. Of course.

You gotta check out the merchandise.

Sorry if that's racist.

- Don't know why I said it.

- I was thinking that you could drive,

and I could ride shotgun. Do you mind?

- No.

- My cousin Rico to ride with us?

[Carlo yells in Spanish]

Your cousin?

- [Carlo speaks in Spanish]

- Very big cousin.

Hi. I'm Chester. Very nice to meet you.

You're almost as big as that truck.

Are those 22's?

It's okay. He's embarrassed.

His English is not very good.

[Chester] Sorry.

I meant the 22's on the truck, not you.

Why would you have rims, right?

[chuckles] That would be crazy.

Hey, Carlo.

[Rico speaks in Spanish]

Hmm?

- Whoa. Hey, hey, hey.

- You think I'm stupid?

- No, no.

- Is this a stolen car?

- What?

- You tried to sell me a hot car, f***er!

No, not a hot car.

That's not what it is.

Then why is there a suitcase

and bags of sh*t in it?!

I'm going on vacation.

I told you, I have a flight.

I don't steal vintage cars

and sell them on Craigslist.

I don't do that.

That's not my thing. Please.

[laughing]

[whoops, then speaks in Spanish]

[whoops, then speaks in English]

That was fun, man.

Whoo, jeez, you're so nervous.

I'm just messing with you.

- You need to loosen up. You're so tense.

- [chuckles] Yeah. I'm tense.

"Vintage car!

You said it was a vintage car!"

Oh, that's funny.

You have to tell the jokes onstage.

Like the black guy

who tells jokes onstage.

The black guy, um... What's his name?

Aah! [Speaks in Spanish]

- [in English] He did Delirious.

- Huh?

48 Hrs.

- Mercy.

- Effie... Effie Murky.

- Eddie. Comedian.

- Mer... Merdy.

- No, no.

- Pretty sure it's Eddie Murphy.

No, no, no. Eddie...

- Murphy.

- Merly.

- Murphy.

- Mercy.

- It's Murphy.

- Something like that!

Okay.

Let's just finish the test drive,

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